"Yes, Elder Chang." Everyone responded in unison.
"Let's go!" Chang Jingxun took the lead and walked towards the vast sea of sand.
The others formed two lines and followed closely behind.
Many secret realms have their own air-forbidden formations, and the effect of the air-forbidden realm is intermittent, sometimes strong and sometimes weak. Therefore, unless it is a particularly familiar secret realm, generally one will not be able to fly with a sword.
Otherwise, even if you can fly, if you are flying and suddenly encounter a powerful forbidden air and fall straight down from a height of hundreds or thousands of feet, even a strong person in the realm of fusion will fall to his death.
Not long after, the group entered the desert.
The strong wind roared, stirring up dust all over the sky, and the fine gravel slapped on the face and body, causing a stinging pain like needles.
Space turbulence! Gu Qingxi frowned slightly.
At first, when she saw the yellow sand in the sky, she didn't pay much attention to it. Only then did she realize that this lost place actually still contained the spatial turbulence generated when the continent broke apart.
Although the remaining space turbulence is not strong, it will definitely affect the laws of heaven and earth. This desert must also hide great dangers.
"Run, run!" Gu Qingxi was secretly worried when she heard Chang Jingxun suddenly shouting and running towards the left front.
His two short legs swung rapidly, and the sand waves rolled under his feet, as if riding the wind and waves. In just the blink of an eye, the person was already more than ten feet away.
Is this really the little old man who used to walk with a dragon-headed cane and trembled when he walked? Everyone was stunned.
"Run!" Chang Jingxun shouted again.
Everyone woke up in shock. Although they didn't know what happened, they immediately ran with all their strength to follow.
It was at this time that a muffled sound suddenly came from behind.
Everyone turned around and looked back as they ran, and saw that where they were just now, the ground collapsed, forming a huge pit, and the thin quicksand was like a wave, pouring towards the pit.
The ground continued to collapse, and the pit continued to expand, and even the fine sand underfoot flowed towards the pit.
No one dared to look any further, they buried their heads and used all their strength to follow Chang Jingxun in a desperate dash.
After running for more than an hour, the deep pit was filled with quicksand. Looking up at the undulating sand waves, it was as if nothing had happened.
Chang Jingxun stopped and sat down on the ground in an imageless manner, breathing heavily.
Although he is a strong man in the realm of fusion, he is still an formation mage. His body is not as strong as that of a sword cultivator, and he is also very old. In this way, he can run for more than an hour without relying on flying swords and relying solely on his legs. Even he couldn't hold on.
The others were also so exhausted that they were sweating profusely and fell down in pieces as soon as they stopped.
But besides being tired, they were more afraid.
Even though the weakest among them have reached the realm of Nascent Soul, and the strongest have reached the state of divine transformation, if they fall into that deep pit and are submerged by the quicksand, they will still die.
It's just that it dies a little slower than ordinary mortals, but the slower it dies, the more painful it is.
"Elder Chang, how do you know..." A young demon cultivator regained his breath and asked curiously.
The ground suddenly collapsed just now without any warning. They didn't notice it at all, and they didn't know how Chang Jingxun discovered it.
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chang Jingxun: "Stop talking and take the time to recover your strength."
Seeing his solemn expression, everyone did not dare to ask any more questions. They hurriedly put away their distracting thoughts and began to practice.
"Let's go!" Less than half an hour later, before they could fully recover, Chang Jingxun's shout rang out again.
At the same time as he spoke, the little old man stepped out with his short legs, rolled up a wave of sand, and rushed out like an arrow from a string.
This time, everyone was no longer in a daze and chased after Chang Jingxun before his voice fell.
Behind them, dozens of sandstorm tornadoes appeared out of thin air, connecting the sky and the earth, and came from the place where they had just practiced and recovered.
A young disciple running behind wanted to test the power of the sandstorm tornado, so he took out a spare long sword from his storage bag and threw it. In just the blink of an eye, the long sword was smashed into pieces, and a thin crystal appeared in the roaring sandstorm tornado.
Seeing this scene, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.
Although the quality of the long sword is not very good, it is also made of spiritual crystals and is much stronger than their flesh and blood bodies.
It's no wonder that Chang Jingxun ran so fast. With his cultivation in the Fusion Realm, he would probably have a narrow escape if he got caught in such a sandstorm and tornado.
The most frightening thing is that the sandstorm tornado seems to have spirituality and is chasing behind it.
There was no time to think too much, everyone worked hard to use their spiritual power and followed Chang Jingxun as they ran all the way.
After running for more than an hour, the sandstorm tornado finally disappeared.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, their feet softened, and they fell to the ground at the same time.
This time there was no need for Chang Jingxun to remind them. After they regained their composure, they immediately took the elixir and practiced to recover.
They also realized that this desert was very dangerous and they would not have much time to rest and recover.
This was indeed the case. Most of his spiritual power had just been restored when Chang Jingxun's urging voice sounded again: "Run!"
One after another, figures immediately jumped out like frightened rabbits.
Countless boulders fell to the ground like meteors in mid-air. Amidst the loud rumbling sound, streaks of sand and dust rushed into the sky like water columns, spreading and covering the sky and the earth.
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Along the way, there were quicksands on the ground, sandstorms and tornadoes, or huge rocks falling from the sky. Although Chang Jingxun warned them in advance every time, everyone was still in danger and broke into cold sweats one after another.
But unknowingly, everyone gradually entered the depths of the desert.
"We're here, now we can have a good rest!" Finally, three days later, Chang Jingxun stopped again, fell to the ground, and said the words that everyone had been waiting for.
It’s here, it’s finally here! Everyone let out a long sigh of relief, and tears of joy actually appeared in the corners of their eyes.
Although it was only three days, the dangers experienced in these three days were more than what an ordinary monk would experience in a lifetime.
It can be said that in the past three days, they have been almost constantly walking on the edge of death. As long as they react or move a little slower, they will surely fall into a place of no return.
"Elder Chang, how did you sense the danger?" After resting for a while, a young monk asked. Others also looked at Chang Jingxun curiously.
They had been holding back this question for several days. They were just running for their lives along the way, but they didn't even have a chance to ask.
"Under the law, everything in the world follows rules, and the same applies to the dangers encountered before. As long as you encounter them a few more times and pay close attention, you will naturally know what kind of dangers there are where and where they are. The time comes." Chang Jingxun said.
"So that's it." Everyone suddenly realized.
